04.21.08 A Big Night For The Other Bowen In Silver & Black Posted in Baseball at 11:40 pm by GC (Idaho’s Corey Violette, missing a 3 from the top of the key. On the very far right, Quin Snyder, resplendent in a puke green shirt) Justin Bowen, that is, the Toros forward whose game high 25 points led the Toros to a 95-89 defeat of Idaho in Game One of the ‘08 D-League Finals. The Stampede blew an early 12 point — largely built when Toros C Ian Mahinmi landed in early foul trouble. Darvin Ham recorded a double doub... lire la suite
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Last week, my friend Lyle invited me down to the Peninsula to have a big fondue dinner with him and our friend Jack at The Melting Pot. Why? What else can one do when one's girlfriend is out of town except eat an enormous meal of melted cheese, bread, and hot oil-cooked meat? I took the Caltrain down to San Mateo, empty stomached and ready to be amused. The Melting Pot sounded quaint to me, like some homey, Americanized little Alpine restaurant. I had absolutely no idea it was a 33 year-old national franchise born in Maitland, Florida (just outside of Orlando, not surprisingly) with 130 restaurants in its partnership. Of course, I have absolutely no idea about a lot of things. As we approached the restaurant, I worried about its size-- a two-story fondue restaurant with outdoor seating? On a cold winter night, I wasn't surprised to see no one dining al fresco. Then I wondered, who eats fondue outside? Give me an old pine table by a roaring fire, not an aluminum one under a portable heat lamp. I knew my hope for quaintness was about to be dashed to pieces upon the hardwood-veneered walls and Corian tabletops inside, so I checked that hope at the door with my coat. The decor upstairs was evocative of a suburban steak house-- leather banquets, pendant lamps that hang too close to the eyes- forcing one to look down at the table and not at one's dining comanions without sunglasses, and odd bits of painting hanging on the wall. My favorite is shown above. I suppose an endless glass of red wine and a woman who can bend herself any which way is a great night out for some. A four course dinner at the Melting Pot is called a Big Night Out. Mediterranean Cheese Fondue, a choice of salad, a choice of "featured entree selections", and then a choice of chocolate fondue for dessert. The Mediterranean Cheese Fondue was a concoction of Swiss Gruyere, a touch of shallot, garlic, white truffle oil, and-- perhaps for Mediterranean-ness-- chopped dates. To my knowledge, the peoples of the Mediterranean have no deep history of fondue. But, I thought, this is the Melting Pot. Cultures will mingle, blend smoothly, just like in this big, big country of ours, God Bless it. I gave it a go. It wasn't bad. I rather liked the dates. What I liked even more was the fact that our server mixed up the whole mess tableside. For one brief moment, it was Benihana with cheese. The platter was a collision of items: filet mignon medallions, citrus pork tenderloin, White Shrimp (?), garlic and herb chicken, vegetables, and balsamic-marinated sirloin which, as a result of sitting in so much blackish vinegar, looked more like liver than sirloin. Also on the platter was pasta. To fry? Jack experimented with one of the black and yellow striped ravioli, lost it in the hot canola oil and asked Lyle and me to help him "find Nemo" because he thought they looked like little clown fish. None of us saw any benefit to frying ravioli, but we ate compulsively. For all my big city, I'm-a-bloody-food-snob posturing, I ate everything. Okay, the Oreo cookie crumb-dusted marshmallows were not palatable, but you can pretty much dip anything in chocolate. It's little wonder Americans are so fat. A Big Night Out? Well, I felt so much bigger as the result of our dinner. When I returned to Lyle's house, I got on the scale and nearly cried as only a gay man or teen-aged girl can in such situations. I looked at my Melting Pot-belly and thought ahead to my New Year's resolutions.
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9:57 p.m. | While You Wait: We know the Obama campaign is trying to build excitement for the big speech, but having video of the candidate delivering previous speeches to big crowds could be stealing some of his thunder when he actually appears. But let's just say right here, thank heaven for C-SPAN! At least we can see those videos. C-SPAN is showing the entire program as it unfolds, unlike some other channels, which are preoccupied with their own talking heads. And by the way, beautiful camera work too, especially those aerial views that show the rocking, neon-lit stadium against the Rockies and the flaming night sky. Of the Clintons, he said they did a lot this week to try to bring the party together. The story line going in had been one of division but he said should be unity heading out. He said for some people the healing is still “a work in progress.” But, he said former President Clinton hit it out of the park last night. As it happens, both are watching the night on television in San Juan. And, he adds with a smile, “looking for me.”
That is horrible. On what was the best night in his professional career turned into one of the worst night's in his life. One can only hope that in time he can remember the thrill and celebration of hitting the game winning home run without it being a linger reminder of when his family was potentially threatened.
She's an international superstar of epic proportions and last night Shakira was all about celebrating her Latina heritage at the 2008 American Latino Media Arts Awards.